She died, but her soul wandered to another familiar world.
Some of the young people's still immature faces were just determined. Once allies, now enemies. How ironic, she laughed to herself.
The gunshots, the screams of the crowd, the blood all over the place... To her, all of this was just a farce played over and over again, and she had long been numb.
At the last moment, she only asked, if you were given another chance, would you still choose to follow that man and be loyal to Vongola?
The answer was not what she wanted after all.
But, this is enough, I met you, this is enough.
Smile, calm and satisfied...